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So about this thing called school...yeah if this world wasn't completely dependant on educated nit-wits i would definately drop out. I should have been born in a different era I suppose. Then I could have a fun name like beatrice or anastasia. OOOO. Oh well.
I have decided that my piano is the only thing in the world that I can take frustration out on. It completely understands. And if I bang on it really hard...it screams back at me with such force and intensity that I really do feel better. There is nothing more beautiful than about a dozen wrong notes clashing together making the sound vibrations in your ears so obvious and apparent. Ah...
The air smells funny today. And not exactly a good funny. But a curious and rampid, mutant version of oxygen. It is rather disturbing.
I had another dream about animated people. I think that the reason I keep having these horrible dreams about people who aren't real is because I have such a huge fear of things outside of my reality box. But let me tell you, animated people who just pop out of nowhere in your dreams is really freaking scary.
You know what I miss? Rope swing. I haven't rope swang, or swinged, or whatever in a very very long time. This is depressing. I mean that was like my happy place. Trying to avoid the tree and the wooziness caused from swinging back and forth until i think I'm about to...lose my dinner. :) Or ice cream!!! Hahaha.
I have decided that my piano is the only thing in the world that I can take frustration out on. It completely understands. And if I bang on it really hard...it screams back at me with such force and intensity that I really do feel better. There is nothing more beautiful than about a dozen wrong notes clashing together making the sound vibrations in your ears so obvious and apparent. Ah...
The air smells funny today. And not exactly a good funny. But a curious and rampid, mutant version of oxygen. It is rather disturbing.
I had another dream about animated people. I think that the reason I keep having these horrible dreams about people who aren't real is because I have such a huge fear of things outside of my reality box. But let me tell you, animated people who just pop out of nowhere in your dreams is really freaking scary.
You know what I miss? Rope swing. I haven't rope swang, or swinged, or whatever in a very very long time. This is depressing. I mean that was like my happy place. Trying to avoid the tree and the wooziness caused from swinging back and forth until i think I'm about to...lose my dinner. :) Or ice cream!!! Hahaha.